A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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meri zindgi ki kahani

ये ज़िन्दगी है तेरी मेरी कहानी,

कभ

Blinded By Love

You keep running from the truth; you know it's true.

You think I am crazy for loving you.

Oops!
Three coffee cups my mother loved
lie shattered on the floor.
Three ripe tomatoes splatte

My Friend On Your Birthday

Dear friend, let me say

something on this special day

Though we are far apart,

na hi pyaar badla hai or na hi jazbad

ना ही दिल बदला है मेरा,

ना ही मेरे ज़

kuchh pal ki bate

कोई मैं में उलझा है तो कोई तू उलझा है

Not a disappointment

Like sea waves, love always move toward great heights,
This Morning

This passionate morning

I wake up with

Your feminine body

With your seduc

CHAHE NAZAR NA AYE

चाहे नजर ना आये कहीं उजाला

चाहे लग

Every Thought Of You

 

Each thought of you fills me with sweet emotion;

I give to you my deepest

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